Dead Hours — The Long Second，第 8 页
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A repeat of the earlier silent low-angle beat: Kaito again stands small beneath the wall clock, head tilted all the way back, staring up dead-eyed — but the sweat bead rolling down his temple is bigger now, his dread deepening. The second hand is still stuck straight up. No dialogue.
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The same low-angle shot: Kaito stares straight up at the frozen wall clock, dead-eyed, now with a larger bead of sweat. No dialogue.